Angel’s body was relaxed against mine, but I could hear the erratic beat of her heart. For some reason, she was nervous to be alone with me and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.

The water was starting to cool but it didn’t look like Angel was cold yet.

Taking the cloth, I dripped water onto her chest, watching as the water droplets rolled down her chest. Nate’s mark was almost completely healed. My eyes traced her skin until I reached Mason’s mark.

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